Humming Coroners Blues
5-23-20
As chaste and sure
Life has its ale
And we chant for cheer
First one at the vat lets the dollar as to knock with us
Yea, I wish again of air dungarees and tongues of angels
Among the jungled as the quaffing bee and I can cut experimental singles
In my own psyche and another way out
Today so much at stake in hungering coroners
And soon this heritage we haven't seen myself
Yea, the lease supply the oil
Giving the clock another chance
Still knocking in town a busy visage as afloat....
Some Stagger (Out Is Out)
5-23-20
On Rolling Deck
I knock off your block
and miss you as to land and always sold on unconscious qualifying
As everyone's cauldron and it's happy for stem
New and vast Boule as I take a look of agony
O, yelling rock ten o'clock tock tock
Be prepared for their singing in Arythyme
storm alive like bellows and foul leaven
still picking on Emily Dickinson
all the oil is out to run our storm
and I nod finally to get on with it
As Serving and Supply it and take courage....
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